I started the day with another 1 hour run along the Corniche. The only difference was that Helen came the whole way with me this time. This was her longest run in terms of time since 24 May and, allelujah, there seems to have been no adverse reaction from her body.
We followed this with a late breakfast in the Place de Verdun, at the same boulangerie as the previous day. Then we went on a visit to the Musée du Nouveau Monde, which proved to be very interesting and unusual. It is housed in what was the private residence of a rich merchant family who amassed a collection over several generations relating to the New World, where they had their business interest. The exhibits did not seem to have been professionally curated, which did not help with interpretation but does at least give an interesting perspective on the attitudes of those who built up the collection and their contemporaries!
After the museum, we had lunch in the sun in the Place de Verdun, including a demi of rosé, that proved to be my downfall. We went back to our room to chill out. While Helen caught up with the blog, I dozed off on the bed, then woke up in the middle of a nightmare about a snake – I don’t know what was in that wine!
We went out soon after 7pm and had a beer in the Old Port. We decided to stay at the bar where we were drinking and have an omelette and a glass of wine. Afterwards, we walked back to our hotel and went into the bar for a night cap. It was completely deserted, as it had been all through our stay. We went and asked the little man at the reception if we could have a drink and he timidly came into the bar but the demonstrated that he had no idea how to take the top off a beer bottle or uncork a bottle of wine. When he had finally triumphed over this adversity, we enjoyed our drinks and went off to bed.
We followed this with a late breakfast in the Place de Verdun, at the same boulangerie as the previous day. Then we went on a visit to the Musée du Nouveau Monde, which proved to be very interesting and unusual. It is housed in what was the private residence of a rich merchant family who amassed a collection over several generations relating to the New World, where they had their business interest. The exhibits did not seem to have been professionally curated, which did not help with interpretation but does at least give an interesting perspective on the attitudes of those who built up the collection and their contemporaries!
After the museum, we had lunch in the sun in the Place de Verdun, including a demi of rosé, that proved to be my downfall. We went back to our room to chill out. While Helen caught up with the blog, I dozed off on the bed, then woke up in the middle of a nightmare about a snake – I don’t know what was in that wine!
We went out soon after 7pm and had a beer in the Old Port. We decided to stay at the bar where we were drinking and have an omelette and a glass of wine. Afterwards, we walked back to our hotel and went into the bar for a night cap. It was completely deserted, as it had been all through our stay. We went and asked the little man at the reception if we could have a drink and he timidly came into the bar but the demonstrated that he had no idea how to take the top off a beer bottle or uncork a bottle of wine. When he had finally triumphed over this adversity, we enjoyed our drinks and went off to bed.
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